"Once the hens lay some eggs, my granny will make you something tasty and bring it over every so often..."
"My granny can make all sorts of things, like sponge cakes, egg rolls, egg crepes..."
Chi Yun’er was taken aback and shook her head repeatedly. "Oh, no, I couldn’t. I haven’t done anything to deserve it. It doesn’t matter if it’s from Brother Hua or raised by your granny—I can’t accept it!"
The little girl grinned, revealing a set of pearly white teeth. "Chi, it was all Uncle Jiang’s idea."
"My granny is a stubborn old woman, and she’s set in her ways. If you don’t eat them, she’ll let the eggs spoil before she lets anyone else touch them."
"How about this: you accept them for now, and you can pay Uncle Jiang back when you see him?"
’Granny said that to build a good relationship, you have to interact often.’
’Jiang Yihua was a great guy in every respect; he just needed a thoughtful, caring person by his side.’
If he were just some ordinary village boy, Fourth Granny Bian would have had no qualms about playing matchmaker for him.
The problem was that Jiang Yihua was from the Capital City and a graduate of the nation’s top university. He had a bright future ahead of him. In all the villages for miles around, besides Chi—who was strikingly beautiful and also from the Capital City—no one was a match for him!
The old woman had too much time on her hands. Unlike many her age, simply looking after the children and cooking wasn’t enough to satisfy the industrious spirit of a woman who had worked hard her entire life.
So she began plotting how to bring the young couple together. She sent a younger member of the family out at the crack of dawn with a bamboo basket to find Jiang Yihua. The story was that they had a celebration coming up that required butchering chickens, so she wanted to raise a couple more laying hens to have on hand.
Jiang Yihua didn’t even ask questions. He just showed up with two hens from who-knows-where, along with a burlap sack of wheat bran.
The old woman, in turn, attributed the hens to Chi Yun’er, effectively helping Jiang Yihua provide for his future wife.
As the saying goes, accepting gifts makes you indebted. After accepting two or three times, Chi Yun’er would surely feel obliged to return the favor in some other way.
And who do you thank? The original benefactor, of course.
Jiang Yihua was a generous man; if he received a thank-you gift, he would feel the need to give back something double in value next time.
With the two of them going back and forth like that, wouldn’t their relationship inevitably grow closer?
Chi Yun’er had no experience refusing this sort of kindness, so she could only smile and nod. "In that case, I’ll have to make something delicious for you all to try sometime."
She didn’t have many clothes, and her summer outfits were washed daily, so she finished quickly. She was about to help Little Hemiao with her laundry.

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